A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Dil me teri muhabbat

Dil me teri muhabbat ka kalma bar bar padta hoon

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoo

apna bana gaya tu

yoon zindgi ke khawab dikha gaya tu 

muskurakar apna bana gaya tu

behti hui

AKELE THE HUM OR AKELE HI RAHENGE

AKELE THE HUM OR AKELE HI RAHENGE 

JAYENGE........DOGE TUM BHI SAATH 

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PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

JIINE SE PHLE MRNA NHI HAI.....

KASOOR HAI ITNA H

YE DIL TUMHE KHUSH DEKHNA CHAHTA HAI

Tum mere pass hoti ho to mujhe lagta hai ki

duniya ki har khushi hai mere pass,

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